December 2011
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I was constantly told how well respected my grandparents were… and how much they had done for me. No one in my family seemed to actually like them, but they were the kind of people society doesn’t argue with.
Grandpa was a doctor. He’d pulled himself up by the bootstraps… from a fatherless, penniless childhood in Chicago… to a successful practice in Beverly Hills. They had...
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